Sky, our beloved Black Labrador, went missing on 1st December 2008. We have been trying very hard to find him, and have been overwhelmed by the number of neighbours, friends and complete strangers who have been offering help and support. With so many people helping we cannot make calls in person to keep everyone up to date with the search, so this blog is our way of letting everyone know what is happening. CONTACT NUMBERS FOR US ARE 07951-722747 (PREFERABLE) OR 07921-545615

Thursday, 2 December 2010

It is amazing to think that two years has gone past. We continue to hope that our little boy has found himself a loving home somewhere out there, but still miss him just as much.
Tim and Ffion.

Saturday, 7 August 2010

Croydon cascade

Boy the system can kick into action sometimes - which is absolutely lovely! Reassuring to know that people are still looking out for us (and Sky!) after all this time but yet again, it wasn't Sky.
This is what happened:
Phone call 23.15 this evening. Not a problem as I'd only just got in from work. I answer the phone thinking oh no, that's my sleep disappearing down the plughole, phone calls at this time generally meaning I have to go back in.
The lovely Kate from doglost.co.uk (the best lost dog website by far) said there had been 3 or 4 postings about a dog found today in Croydon which was a black labrador with a 'skin complaint' on its back. The dog was in the lady's garden and she couldn't get a dog warden to come out.
Anyway, I rang her, and it turns out she tried a vet instead and the dog was fortunately microchipped and has been successfully reunited with its owners.
Last week saw 2 Spinone's go missing (same breed as the lovely Jacob who went missing soon after Sky and is still at large). One stolen by a travelling community and the other missing in woods, who ran to the owner's car 5 days later! The stolen dog was reunited following the offer of a reward.
A large reward stands for both Sky and Jacob.
Kate says the police are getting more proactive about travellers these days and many stolen dogs have recently been reunited with their owners, which is nice.
We are still very happy tonight - when a dog matching Sky's description appears, there are lots of lovely people all over the UK jumping into action. Thank you Doglost.co.uk

Tuesday, 3 August 2010

Activity to report, but still no success.

Many thanks to the kind person (anonymous) who sent us the link to the black lab with what looked like a patch of fur missing on the animalsearch website: http://www.animalsearchuk.co.uk/view_found_pet.php?id=11109
This dog looked so like Sky from the face and the hair loss on the back. By far the best match we have seen. However the white patch on the chest was not right. For a while we dared to hope that a white patch might just develop with time (OK, silly, irrational etc, but hope can give a powerful distortion of reality!). Unfortunately when we contacted the nice lady who had taken him in it clear that it was definitely not Sky.

Val sent us a lovely story of a lost lab reunited after many years:
Made us happy and sad at the same time. Still, maybe next time it will be us.

Tuesday, 11 May 2010

Duck piccies as promised!




And one of 2 of our hens happily laying, for good measure!

Friday, 30 April 2010

Cappuchino, Biscotti and Latte

For concerned bloggers, the good news is that Honey and Scraggy are doing fine after their little attack by a dog. We now have lovely new fencing around the orchard and outbuildings, so our hens and ducks are out of their pen again and happy. The pen's not a bad size but boy, are they good at making you feel bad, crowding around the gate clucking "let us out" in Hen. Unfortunately before the fencing was completed, one of the little white call ducks got randy and chased Mrs Mallard through the gap and was snatched by Mr Foxy in front of my eyes. I couldn't believe the bad luck - he was outside the fencing for less than a minute.
So in compensation I have 2 lovely Indian Runner females and am getting 2 duck eggs per day. We've named our remaining white call duck Latte, as the new ones are fawn coloured so were duly named Cappuchino (white and fawn) and Biscotti (all fawn). Latte's very proud of his harem, but is struggling with his hormones as he's a lot smaller than them and watching him try to hang on while he exerts his manhood is very comical. I'm sure I don't need to be more graphic; there may be children reading.....
I'll badger Tim into putting some photos of our newbies on the blog this weekend (Mrs Technophobe here). We both have both days of the weekend off and are at home (novel).

No Sky related events at all this month :-(
There was a loose black labrador near East Midlands airport for a couple of weeks, proving quite hard to catch, but eventually laying food did the trick. She was duly rescued and was lovely and friendly once calmed down apparently. We were alerted quite soon in proceedings, so yet again the system activated. People are still trying to help.
Even the lady I got the ducks from, a good 10 miles northwest, knew about Sky.
I found myself ringing the microchip company the other day, just to check there'd been no queries on his number, but no. The lady was lovely and said it was absolutely fine to check and she was so sorry he was still missing, but if there was a query they'd call us straight away. It put my mind at rest.

Lastly, there's a lady called Lyndsey in Oxfordshire who's lost an 18 month old male staffordshire bull terrier, 25th March. I will write to her today. All I can say Lyndsey is - don't give up, put lots of adverts in your local free rags to spread the word, and if you start a blog I'll happily cross post it here.

Tuesday, 30 March 2010

Not adding up, north of Odstone

While we await further information from Watermead Park, we have a conundrum north of Odstone (within the Bermuda triangle of black lab sightings). We mentioned that while we were in Mexico there was a mystery black lab, loose, seen by 2 women who know the area well and couldn't place it.
Last week we had a call from a lovely man called Simon who said he had been out on his horse all morning (does the route regularly) and had seen a black dog for a couple of hours, sitting contentedly in a field where some tyres have been dumped. This is a field which used to have maize at the height of the Bermuda triangle times so I knew it well, near a humpbacked bridge going over a disused railway with lots of nice hidey holes.
Tim and I were in work so I rang dear Tori on spec, and she leapt into action (it's 10 mins from home) with dog biscuits and the full "how to get a timid dog to come to you" training. Simon had said he thought there was a mark on the back and grey around the muzzle. I was besides myself with this information, and at the right moment Tim, whose diary said he was examining medical students' finals all day, appeared by my side saying they were overbooked with examiners and he had a free day totally unexpectedly. Within 5 mins I'd despatched him!
He arrived to find Tori who'd coaxed the dog to her, discovered it was a collie cross and not Sky, rang Ann our lovely dog warden and by the time Tim got there it was all over, with the dog en route to Animal Rescue in Hathern.
It turns out the dog was about 10 months old, didn't look like it had been "lost" for very long and remains unclaimed today, a week later.
Simon was so apologetic and there seemed to be no reassuring him that, but for people like him who make such an effort to contact us, we'll never find our little boy!
So is this the dog seen 2 weeks earlier? It doesn't sound likely but we don't know. We'll keep an open mind and remain fairly reassured that our spies are out there.
Meanwhile another doggy website has taken us on after a pleading email from me and will publicise a flyer about Sky amongst many of their connections. Thanks to Val from Barlestone who passed on their contact details.
Sad news a week ago. A neighbourhood dog attacked our hens 2 days in a row and on the 2nd day (literally we only let them out for half and hour and were with them but for 5 mins when Tim went to his tool-shed and I unloaded some washing) the dog killed beautiful Bossy (pack leader). Scraggy and Honey have been injured but are recuperating (with the aid of nice vet Linda). All are confined to barracks while we sort out additional protection (electric plus post-and-rail fencing). Poor Bossy had a slow death which had to be terminated by Tim in the end as we couldn't bear it.
And to think of all the time Tim has spent peeing around the hen run, with us thinking foxes were the main enemy (seriously, it's definitely true that this human scent keeps them away - loads of people say so................... ask anyone who keeps hens - OK, too much information LOL!)

Monday, 22 March 2010

Watermead progress

More progress on the Watermead black lab. Our local 'detective' spotted the same van last weekend and managed to have a 'chance' chat with the driver. All seemed above board, but did not manage to get a close view as the lab had been swimming and was running (unfortunately Sky's scar was usually more visible after swimming so this dog is unlikely to be our lost boy). The dog also looked older than Sky. Still we are miles further forward in being sure about these reports as we know that he is likely to be walked on a sunny weekend day at Watermead. I think that we will be spending more time there!

Sunday, 14 March 2010

Surveillance Saturday

What is it about going on holiday? You go weeks with no calls then you're guaranteed at least one while you're several thousand miles away.

This time, being North America and us not having tri-band, we didn't pick up the message until driving up the M40 from Heathrow on Wednesday afternoon. A very nice lady called Carol had seen a black lab with a scar in (yes) Watermead Park last Saturday around 2pm. She said the scar was "at the top of its leg". He was with a man of retirement age who looked respectable, and the dog seemed healthy and happy. They were in a silver van of the Transit type, with windows on the sides.
So guess where we were yesterday 1.30-3.30pm, esconced in the Jeep with our little picnic, watching the main entrance and the car park where she'd seen him? But alas, no action.
Still it gets us a bit nearer - the publicity in that area was worth it, there is a black lab with a scar (although probably not in the right place), and hopefully sooner or later we can pin down its identity.

Meanwhile we had a message on the answering machine as we arrived home from Heathrow. Near Odstone, site of many of the Barton-area sightings, a lady who know all about Sky and is out and about a lot in that area (and know all the dogs) saw a mystery black labrador while we were away. As ever, it fled when approached and they weren't able to get close enough to see if there was a scar, and it was getting dark. But they thought that there was a collar (which would not fit for the nearest known 'wandering' black labs who come from a farm about 2 miles away). They then spent hours the next day trying to track the dog down with no luck - such fantastic help again from complete stranegrs! It is these calls from people who work outside and know all the local dogs that make us still wonder 'maybe, just maybe'. They will keep an eye out and keep us posted.

Then there was another call yesterday morning from south of Ashby de la Zouch. A black lab on its own seen wandering by the roadside. The lady's daughter said "there's a poster about a dog called Sky near my school" so they drove over there (miles) then called us. Tim set sail, but quite quickly was able to trace its owner at a house nearby (our technique of knocking on doors and talking to anyone in the street was again proven to be so much better than searching for the dog - wish we had know this from the beginning!).
So again, the system works - which is reassuring. And yet again, the helpfulness and generosity of the general public restores your faith in humanity.

John (Jasper's dad) if you're reading this can you mention the 2nd sighting to any dog owners walking around in Watermead please? Thanks.

Oh and yes, we had a brilliant time in Mexico sea kayaking around islands in the Sea of Cortez and whale watching on the Pacific coast. We're thinking of doing the same next year to hopefully get better sightings of the whales - they were close but the water was choppy and waves quite big. Tim did very well to not be sick! Top tip - Stugeron tablets. Physician heal thyself.

Thursday, 25 February 2010

no.10

Yesterday morning was quite eventful - and had a happy ending. A lost dog was spotted by Tim as he headed up our lane to catch a train to London at 7am. He phoned me once he'd persuaded this very frightened, beautiful, pointer bitch to come to him and get a lead around her (collarless) neck - using some old Sky biscuits. I ran up the land and took over so he didn't miss his train, and spent a good half an hour persuading this poor trembling, muddy dog to come back to our house. It took a dog bowl full of tinned ravioli to get her inside - she was starving.
After an hour of drying her off, giving her water, a slice of bread, lots of love and a bit of peace and quiet while I dived in the shower (having to leave at 9am to do some high level interviewing), she settled on one of Sky's blankets, even gave me a wag, and looked exhausted.
Stupid me didn't think to take a picture to show you all - doh!!!
I rang the farm nextdoor - Lynn said the hunt had been through the previous day.
I rang the dog warden's office and they contacted Ann, our fabulous dog warden, who came on her way to work.
She stepped through the door and like Cesar Milan (the Dog Whisperer) this dog sniffed her, looked happy, and was later seen trotting off with her to the car with a totally different body posture than 2 hours previously.
She took one look and said "she's not a pointer, she's a fox-hound" (have a look on the internet dear bloggers - not much in it!). Oh, it's Wednesday - the Atherstone hunt came through here yesterday. She picked up an ear and found a tattoo saying "10", and said she'd have her back home in no time!
Tim's very proud of himself as she says fox hounds are notoriously hard to get to come to you - they are outside, pack animals, who get very frightened when separated from the pack and will only respond to very familiar people.
So a happy ending all round - I checked this morning and the dog was returned to its owner.
Yes you can guess the next bit. Ffion had spent 2 hours thinking this was an omen from God and if the dog was unclaimed on our return from Mexico in 2 weeks' time (going in 40 mins' time and need to stop prattling on on this blog) - then this beautiful creature was destined to be ours.......
I felt strangely unsettled all day yesterday.
Anyway, today is different - off to do sea kayaking and camping in a nature reserve in the Sea of Cortez with (hopefully) close encounters with whales and dolphins and sea lions. I am like a kid at Christmas!
Wonderful Pat will be hen, duck and house-sitting for us.
Got to go!

Monday, 1 February 2010

Targetting Syston just in case

Spurred on by John, Jasper's dad (of the December scar on back labrador at the Syston end of Watermead Park) and the general encouragement of a number of you, we're hitting that locality a bit.
A big THANKS to Val from Barlestone, who has blasted companies in that area with posters, and given me info which has resulted in postings on Leicestershirevillages.com, the Leicester Mercury blog which is locality based, and a mention in next month's Syston Town News publication. Val, your persistence encourages us so much.
I went to Birstall (next to Syston) last Friday and the large Borrajo's vet practice had put our poster up by the front door, after I posted it to them. They were really friendly and said they always scan new animals, and just recently had reunited a cat with its owner. The "new owner" brought it there with an abscess, but the chip went ping, and the real owner said he'd been search ever since the cat went missing. So I left there feeling "in safe hands". Their sister practice does the same.
I then went to the small practice in Syston itself. John is right about the slightly eccentric vet, who operates out of a Victorian terraced. He didn't recognise Sky, but they now have a poster up, and hopefully it will stick in his memory.
So that's the end of the little flurry for now.
I suppose Sky's so healthy that he's unlikely to need to go to a vet much till he's older. Hopefully, though, he could tell his new "owners" how much he enjoyed his trip to France and persuade them to take him. Then he'll have to get a new pet passport and that's when his existing chip will ping................

Sunday, 17 January 2010

Nil points at Hamilton

Happy 2010 dear bloggers
After the Watermead episode Ffion started obsessing about the phone call from nearby Hamilton last February, where a man described a black dog with a scar on the housing estate. So on Sunday, 2 weeks ago, we set off, armed with the usual flyers and posters (with the extra sentence mentioning a possible local connection, to get attention).
Tesco Extra doesn't do community noticeboards but the nice lady in Tesco's petrol station said she was "not supposed to", but she'd "put the poster up", with a friendly smile! Don't know how long that one lasted before the boss caught on...
In the Hamilton estate, which is a bit surreal - one of these new builds with quite fancy looking houses and "middle class" vibes emanating from the company car on each drive, we found a Sainsbury's 7 - 11 and put a poster up there. We put a flyer through the new-build primary school too. However, never have I seen such a dog-free zone. I know it was icy but there was only ONE dog walker out in half an hour of kerb crawling. When quizzed, he retreated (Ffion's vivid imagination judging him to have something to hide, but Tim's logical mind refuting this and declaring him a normal person), saying he didn't know anything. Not- "but I'll keep an eye out" etc - hmmmphh. The estate is heavily Southeast Asian (40% of Leicester's population) and they're not doggy people.
So here we are, 2 weeks on, and not a whisper. Nor anything from our scouts in Watermead Park. Today I took the poster down from our window onto the lane, 13 months on. That was a sad moment. Within our village Tori and Guy, and Ali and Esmond are still displaying theirs in their windows, our loyal supporters. I shall mention it next time I see them.
Tim's dad died this week. Tim is cheering himself up with amazing footage from 2 of our nesting boxes. He has infra-red cameras in an owl box, where a kestrel is in residence (!) and a blue tit box, where a little blue tit sits at night plumping up his feathers like one of those crazy puffer fish who can go spherical. Although we'd prefer to see Mrs Barn Owl in her box, we are still hoping for positive pregnancy tests all round.
Anyone got any advice for husbands addicted to their laptop while in bed, viewing 'other birds' ??